I’ve said many times that “The older you get, the more dead people you know.”.
I learned yesterday that Gerald Davis died nearly 2 years ago. He was 46.
I always liked Gerald though he was a bit peculiar at times. Ha, look who’s talking!
I remember when he divorced, he ended up living in a tiny place just trying to scrape by. He lived on little so he would have the where-with-all to do things with his kids. When he lived in that tiny place I gave him a small microwave from my boat that I wasn’t using. It seemed to make a difference.
I always liked Gerald.